"Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. Even the teachers were getting restless, the seniors gnawing hard at the bit as graduation teased. “We always have things out with OUR father, poor dear!” said Hetty. She had fallen asleep. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. It surprised her she hadn’t thought of it before! She tried to explain that she was going to pay him forty pounds without fail next week. “Shot through the lungs,” he remarked.
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